Taste The Last Girl

Too much you need Too much you need He's a genuine boy with a guilty smile Hands to pull you forward faster You and your game is not the answer Not on your own Had to fool you're forward faster You're smashing heads and breaking ladders All on your own Your further on But you can taste the last girl She's the servant to the master Oh now your on your own Outrun yourself to find the next You'll take what's coming Catch your own death All on your own Too much you need Too much is greed He's a genuine boy with a guilty smile --- Taste the Last Girl - Sons and Daughters